She's 1 lb, 1 oz, and and is finally feeling more substantial, less ethereal. I told Linda today when Pip began actually playing--on her own--that it feels like she's decided to stay on this plane; the last few days we weren't sure of that. She's endlessly curious, follows us like a puppy, and despite the misleading picture, is still about the size of a chipmunk. She should be well over two pounds, and although she's nearly 11 weeks old, is the size of a four week old. She's getting Nutrical, and numerous small feedings through the day, and we're finally seeing the scale go up daily.
Cuter than a bug's ear, isn't she?